Saturday, January 17, 2009

Featured Writer: Alan Kelly Day 2

The Bell I hear Now


There is a

Bell

That I

Hear now

Tolling

Far off

But i

Wonder

If it

Will mark

A

Transubstantiation

Or summon

My executioner

__________________________

First Love


I walked alone by the quays,

Leaning on a wall that overlooked the river

There was a boy

Swimming alone in the grey strip,

He looked at me (do I know you?)

Waved

A fist clenched by the cold water

He smiled,

the smile grabbed my shoulders

shaking me out of my reverie



He drowned